Unemployed

Well, I'm out of a job. Faaaabulous. Gotta figure this out.

Bad Day

If I drank a fifth of vodka right now, would it really hurt the baby? Seriously?

Gah! No, I'm not actually going to do it, but man, it has been one of those days. I'm ready to throw my beloved laptop out the window and just live as a hermit for a few days. Good thing the hub and I are getting away for the weekend.

Remaining alcohol free, but still crazy!!!

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I can't poop. There, I've said it. Ever since the darn PIO shots started, it's progressively become more difficult. The retrieval and transfer have me bloated enough, and now I have all of this additional bloat. Surely, I can't be the only one, can I?

Apple juice, senokot, broccoli, spicy foods; you name it, I've tried it. Anyone have any suggestions out there, or do I just ride this out? Ugh.

Everything else seems to be going fine. Still feeling crampy on and off, but managing to get things done. The stress of the 2WW has been replaced by stress about my job. I found out on Thursday that I'm losing yet another client, and there may be one more that follows. This puts me back to a very minimal salary. Just for comparison, I was raking in the dough back in the fall with 8 clients - I am now down to 3. Scary and stressful. Trying to stay calm for the embryos, but I'm at my wits end with this job. Ugh. Figures when I finally get into the IVF thing, work goes to shit.